He's Wayne and I'm Antoinette. Since July 2010 we've been traveling North America, living full-time in our motorhome (see it at page bottom) with two rescued dogs. Our adventures are chronicled as a virtual retirement and travel memoir. Click a tab below to see our camping history, get answers to full-time RV questions, see our travel map, our dogs, favorite places and things we've noticed along the way.

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Wednesday, July 13, 2011

West Columbia River Gorge

The Columbia River Gorge and the Historic Columbia River Highway is breathtakingly beautiful. More so than I ever imagined it would be. Here in Corbett, we're staying in a cozy little campground of just 20 campsites. Crown Point RV Park is situated right on the Historic Columbia River Highway. This afternoon we took a ride to see a few of the local sights.

The nearest town is Troutdale and it serves as the starting point for our Gorge day drive but on the way into town we'll travel along the Oregon Trail and the Sandy River. This river was first seen by white men in October 1792. They named it "Barings" River. In 1805, Lewis and Clark renamed the river "Quicksand" but common use of the name "Sandy" soon caught on.

We've begun to notice that many towns in the west display their names on signs like this one.

From Troutdale, we drove east on I-84 to the Bonneville Lock and Dam. The nearby locks were processing a double grain barge being pushed along by a tug. We were fortunate enough to see a huge osprey fly away from the water with a fish in his talons! Too quick for a picture! The Visitors Center has underwater viewing windows where you can watch salmon swim upstream.

That's a lot of electricity!

Super-sized dam doors!

Wayne standing in the rose garden. Downriver water from the dam in the background.

The old dam turbines were replaced by new ones. This is one of the old ones.

Everything grows profusely in Oregon -- including roses.
That's the river below the dam behind Lexie and me.

Nearby, at the Bonneville Fish Hatchery and Sturgeon Center, we did not see, but heard about Herman the Sturgeon, an 11 foot, 500 pound, 70 year old FISH!

The fish swim upstream through several hundred feet of this "maze" -

The property around Bonneville Dam, Locks and Fish Hatcheries and a wondrous amount of beautiful plants. I couldn't resist exercising my photographic skill on the blooms -- I'm not great at it.

A nearby area posted an Oregon Trail Historic Marker noting the location of Beacon Rock across the Columbia River, in Washington. It was named Beacon Rock by Lewis and Clark.

We moved along after lunch to get a glimpse of Cascade Locks, a scenic town in the heart of the Gorge. This is the location of the Sternwheeler, Columbia Gorge, the only narrated day cruise on the Columbia River. We didn't get to see the vessel, as I suppose it was out on it's daily cruise.

Another tunnel. There are plenty of them in this part of the country.

There is a bridge here at Cascade Locks that caused some debate between Wayne and me. I say it's the "Bridge of the Gods" but Wayne says it's not -- that the "Bridge of the Gods" is a natural bridge as shown in the mural (not easily seen, but it's in the second photo). But we never saw the actual natural bridge depicted in the mural or heard anything more about it. Oh well.....

Later I read we were both right. The natural geological span bridge "was" but no longer "is" -- the man-made bridge is now known as Bridge of the Gods... Anyway, this bridge connects Oregon and Washington across the Columbia River.

The mural can be seen on the bridge support here.
It says, "Welcome to Cascade Locks"
and "Bridge of the Gods"

Off the interstate now, we returned westward on the Historic Columbia River Highway and snapped a photo of Multnomah Falls, the second highest year-round falls in the country. The dual-tiered falls plummets a total of 620 feet from it's origin on Larch Mountain. We also got a quick view of Bridal Veil but the rain was coming pretty hard so we decided not to stop. It was impressive. Because of the rain, we moved along pretty quickly, but plan a return later in the week.

Multnomah Falls

Moving along the Historic Columbia Highway toward Corbett, we were awe-struck by the beautiful green deep woods, heavy moss and the thick fern growth. Suddenly we found ourselves coming onto some of the most spectacular views of the great Columbia River and rounded a curve to find the Vista House Interpretive Center at Crown Point. This is the crown jewel of the Gorge; it was built 1916-1919 and is perched 733' above the Columbia River. It offers several tiers of viewpoints. Here's proof:

This part of Historic Columbia River Highway overlooks a meadow.
Notice the rust colored moss growing along the old concrete roadside barrier.
Moss colors here range from bright pale green to deep rust. Some of the moss is 3" thick!
And moss doesn't JUST grow on the north side. It grows EVERYWHERE!

When the time came to leave Michigan's Upper Peninsula we aborted our plan to take the southern route and we opted, instead, to backtrac...

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Who Are These Old People?

I just don't know about these two old people hiding out in our midst. They seem to 'hobo' along everywhere we go. Although I've never gotten a real close look, I caught a glimpse of her in the mirror. She is about my height, but is much heavier with lots of gray hair and wrinkles. He looks a lot like Wayne without hair.

We know they're here -- I've found their toenail clippings in the shower. Lately they've been putting food stains onto the fronts of our shirts and they never pick up any of the crumbs they let fall to the floor.

These old people really have some odd habits too. Sometimes in the middle of the night I hear them scooting around the house going to and from the kitchen and bathroom. They mark book pages with clothes pins and put rubber bands around the checkbook. At night they hide stuff from us. It started with the car keys, and glasses -- then the cellphone... now they're hiding important papers. They think it's funny I guess.

These old geezers have an insatiable appetite. As a matter of fact, all they do is eat, take naps and watch old movies on tv. I think there's something wrong with them. They even talk back to the tv! And believe me... they have an opinion about everything!

At least they go to bed early. But then again, they sure get up early too!